Tessa is very excited about school. Her Nana took her to get a "pink back fack and pink lunchbox."
It's hard to know what makes one day any different than the next. Why, for instance, last Wednesday I felt completely on top of my life. Meaning I felt like I was riding the wave, I had caught it, pulled up onto it and allowed myself to fly with it. I could handle what was before me and I looked forward to the next wave. And yet, just a few days later I felt like the waves were riding me, I was an untethered buoy, being dragged along in a panic. Not fun. Really not fun. And what is it that shifts us from the height to the low? That gives us the courage or strength to ride or be dragged?
Of course, too many factors to list but sometimes when I am lost in it all, I think nothing is different today than yesterday or the day before but really, each day is different. If I've had the chance to eat enough, sleep at all....!!!!! how many hours I've been in the pool, if my body is hurting, if I'm about to get my period and then of course, the fact that I'm dealing with a Brian and a Tessa and a Teagan, who all have their own waves. Somedays our waves form a higher crest when they meet, other days my high meets someone' low and then we end up cancelling each other out and somedays.... my low meets one of their lows and togheter we are really really low!
I write this after a week and some more of little sleep, Teagan and Brian had the stomach flu and Teagan is pushing her way through teething. I've been working quite a bit and Brian is in the process of changing his work so may I find sleep tonight and may I be able to rise above.... 2 days until vacation!!!!!!
Here are some of the past weeks' moments
Nana and the girls in bed...
The work of the father... Brian is truly embracing his gift of fathering these days. And not only in demostrating how he can mow the lawn one handed! But that's a plus!!!!
